Immortal Tribulation

Chapter 413 Hurt the ancestor
In the central area of ​​Zhenlei Realm, the supreme coercion came mightily. At the end of that ancient road, an old figure emerged, slightly hunched, walking slowly, but like an ancient magic mountain pressing down on it. come over.

On that ancient road, blood and rain were flying, and dead bones were everywhere. This ancient road was completely made of broken bones. The old figure had a vicissitudes of life, and he walked towards the real world step by step. Behind him, Yuan Ling Flying, and countless corpses of gods and demons fell.

"Hey..."

The bullying pattern in this area suddenly faded away, unable to bear such energy fluctuations, it was about to disappear, and soon annihilated by itself, the vast and incomparable energy directly passed through here, instantly permeating the entire area In the Zhenlei Realm, countless Xeon existences woke up from their deep slumber in shock. Looking in this direction, their faces were full of horror and their bodies were trembling.

"This... Who the hell is this... Wife... It's terrifying... I'm actually scared..." The lips of the devil's son trembled. Under this coercion, he felt that he was stronger Ants are even worse.

The world was in turmoil, and that old figure finally appeared. This is an old man with incomparable vicissitudes, as if he just came out of the coffin, with a head of withered yellow hair fluttering in the wind, but the three of them will never let down their vigilance. Their bodies were trembling, because from those eyes, they saw that time was changing, gods and demons were roaring, and the sky was collapsing. This is an extremely dangerous person.

"The son of the Immortal Emperor, I didn't expect to appear in this life. It is indeed a big change..." The old man's voice was extremely old and weak, but at this moment it shocked everyone. No one dared to speak. Slightly opened and closed, two strange rays of light shot out, and said to himself: "It's hard to see through, except for that person, is there really such a genius in the sky..."

He was conjured and summoned by the three Celestial Clan Sect Masters at the cost of crushing their bodies, and the memories of the three would naturally appear in his sea of ​​consciousness, and at his height, he didn't need any information at all, and he could see through the past and present at a glance.

"Old man of the Celestial Clan, what do you want to do!" Behind Tianfan, Ziying was a little nervous and whispered.

The skinny old man looked at her, his old eyes sparkled, nodded and said: "There are many geniuses in this world, but those who are truly worthy of the word "Tianjiao", since the prehistoric era, will not exceed The number of five fingers..."

The old man carried his hands on his back and looked down. In that direction, the three lords of the Celestial Clan had turned into three groups of brilliance, their bodies were completely destroyed, and the light of their bodies turned into an altar. The formation platform of the ancestor of the Celestial Clan is useless at this moment, dissipating with the wind.

The old man slowly stretched out his right hand, and three groups of brilliance appeared in his hand in an instant. With a slight flicker, countless auras gathered from the heaven and the earth, and the three groups of brilliance re-condensed into a body, which was the same as before, but it could not be recovered for a while. Consciousness was directly sent back to the heaven by the old man.

This move once again changed the colors of the three people and one dragon. The ancestor of the Celestial Clan had the means to reach the sky, and he actually made the three dead immortals recover and reunite their bodies. This is simply too much against the sky.

The old man Gujing Wubo, didn't care at all, continued the previous words, and said to himself: "The master of the fairy world back then, now you, to a certain extent, the human race is very powerful, but today you are destined to turn into dust ..."

At this moment, the old man who seemed to be late finally made a move. He raised a withered palm, as if to penetrate the world, and patted Ziying.

"Five Elements and Eight Diagrams!"

Tianfan yelled, how could Ziying be tolerated being injured, the Five Elements and Eight Diagrams chart is mighty and powerful, and the chaotic breath surges, and its earth-shattering power is enough to make a fairy change color.

However, all of this seemed too pale. The old man had no waves in his ancient well, and he ignored Tianfan's Five Elements and Eight Diagrams diagram at all. There were cracks, and Tianfan coughed up several mouthfuls of blood.

"Son of the Immortal Emperor, Son of Prophecy, you with dual identities, are you so weak? To be honest, I am very disappointed..." The old man carried it on his left hand, as if he was teaching his younger generation.

That skinny hand ignored the constraints of time and space, and appeared directly above Zi Ying's head.

"No.20 Three Swords, Heaven and Earth will die!"

Ziying's voice was very soft and soft, but it clearly spread to every corner of this space. When the No.20 three swords came out, time and space vibrated, hundreds of millions of swords went up against the sky, and the swords above the sky The big skinny hands collided together.

When all the brilliance flashed away, the old man's big hand was blown away, Zi Ying retreated ten meters away, there was a string of shocking blood on the purple clothes, her beautiful face was slightly pale, and a dissatisfied voice came out of her mouth: "Damn you Old man, why is he so powerful, he really deserves to be struck by lightning..."

Obviously, Ziying was at an absolute disadvantage, but the two and one dragon were still extremely shocking. She actually withstood the terrifying blow of the ancestor of the heavens and blocked the palm that contained endless killing intent, and she seemed to be fine. As if, Tianfan was the first to rush over, anxiously inspecting Ziying's blood-stained body, after a while he breathed out, Ziying was not injured.

However, his series of actions frightened Zi Ying so much that she almost kicked her out.

The ancestor of the Celestial Clan was still standing above the void, motionless, his withered palm was slowly withdrawn, and there was a striking bloodstain on that big hand. He looked at his right hand, a little vicissitudes, with a little Surprised, he whispered to himself: "How long, how long has it been... since I fought with that person, it is the first time someone can hurt my body..."

"I don't know... I can't..." The Holy Son of the Demon Palace was speechless. This was simply too shocking. The ancestor of the Celestial Clan was actually injured. Although this was just a clone, it was definitely not something that ordinary Celestial Immortals could contend with.

"It seems that I still underestimate you. I don't want to kill someone with your qualifications. I would like to worship under me and become a member of my Celestial Clan. I will enjoy the most honorable status and status." Everyone expected that this vicissitudes of life extended an olive branch to Ziying, wanting to attract her.

"I don't want to! I have a master." Ziying refused on the spot, and said with a very dissatisfied mouth: "Besides, I hate you!"

For Ziying's answer, the ancestor of the Tianzu seemed to know it well. He was slightly disappointed, nodded, shook his head again, and said: "I didn't want to kill Tianjiao, but if I don't want to belong to my clan, I will die in the future." Become a very dangerous pawn, I cannot allow you to live..."

(End of this chapter)